1. Pure Obsession (Finn) - Chapter Three


    Date: 10/2/2014, Categories: Reluctance, Author: SITTING, Rating: 23, Source: LushStories

    my phone. Maybe I left it in the studio.” He hurried out of the room with Ella in tow, leaving the door wide open. I glanced inside. It was in even more of a mess than it had been in the morning, the drawer completely pulled out and emptied on the dressing table. A plant pot was smashed on the floor. I saw the edge of a phone nestling on the ground between a t-shirt and a bag of laundry. I checked my watch. It was quarter to eight. Fifteen minutes before Daniel was meant to meet Alessandra, an appointment he’d never be able to make. I walked quietly into the room and kicked the phone hard, sending it skittering across the floor and beneath the wardrobe. Fifteen minutes. I knew Alessandra didn’t have a show that night. She was sharing her part as Princess Florine with another soloist and they performed on alternate evenings. And tonight, it was her birthday. I imagined her at home in her flat, getting ready for her date with Daniel. In fact, she was probably already done. Maybe she was feeding her cat, or waiting for a cab. Either way, it would all be in vain, seeing as though Daniel wasn’t going to show up. He wouldn’t be there. But I could be there. The idea had maybe been hovering in the back of my mind all day but I hadn’t paid it any attention. Now though, it rushed to the forefront of my thoughts and buzzed insistently, making me stop short and think it over. Not that I needed to think about it. I was already walking towards the exit. I was hardly dressed for going out ...
    but that couldn’t be helped. I headed out of the main door and hesitated. The roads were busy with people arriving for the performance and the traffic was gridlocked. Taking a cab would be out of the question. What was the place Daniel had said? Marie Antoinette? Marionette! I looked up the location on my phone and began running, darting through the cars that grumbled and crawled along the roads. Fifteen minutes had already become ten, and the place was at least two miles away. I’d never even heard of it. Maybe I hadn’t heard Daniel say the name right. Maybe I’d show up and it wouldn’t be a restaurant at all, but some dodgy puppet shop. Because that was what the name indicated. I wasn’t wearing the right shoes for running. I could feel the ground through the soles every time my feet hit the floor and I was already out of breath. Not for the first time, I told myself I needed to stop smoking. It was cold. I could feel the wind attacking my ears and I knew my face was probably red. Maybe it was a bad idea. Maybe I should have just let Daniel not show up and Alessandra would have realised what a useless waste of space he was all on her own. She didn’t need me to tell her that. Half of me wanted to turn back around, and yet I’d come so far already. I was two thirds of the way there. My heart was pounding and I didn’t have time for any insecurities. But they came nevertheless. I was going to look like a mess. I was wearing faded jeans and a t-shirt and an old leather jacket. Maybe ...
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